Chapter 482 Item collocation
Bang!
The iron-black bullet with blazing flames hit Gardner again, who was controlled by desire. Martin hit the chest of the silver-white full-body armor.
This time, it was like a giant hammer was picked up and smashed there.
The spider-like crack spread rapidly from the point of impact to the surroundings, Gardner. Martin's forward pounce paused, and the whole person leaned back.
This made him a little more sober, and saw General Philip ignited by black flames and covered in frost, and Lumian appeared behind the "deceased", using his right hand as a revolver, and fired a red, near-white fireball at the back of the opponent's head.
Gardner. Martin's pupils under the mask suddenly dilated, as if someone had been poured a bucket of ice water from the top of his head, and his whole body was cold.
This effectively suppressed his desire, and without hesitation, he fell on one knee and stabbed the heavy greatsword in his hand into the wilderness.
The giant sword then disintegrated, turning into countless fragments of light, and swept violently towards Franka, Lumian, and others, and sweep towards the corpse of General Philip, who had fallen to the ground.
In the clicking sound, Franka, who was constantly changing her position, was still shrouded in the "storm of light", and her body was shattered like a mirror.
The same goes for Lumian and Jana, only Anthony. Red didn't have a "mirror stand-in", so he instinctively threw himself on the ground, curled up his body, and protected his vital parts.
The storm formed by this light quickly subsided, and the figures of Lumian and the others quickly outlined the edge of the wilderness, in front of the light black stone bricks.
They saw a blazing white flame spear flying towards the magnificent city in the distance as if it had been thrown out, and it was a distance of hundreds of meters.
As soon as the spear condensed by the flames fell to the ground, only Gardner's faint appearance was faintly visible. Martin's figure in silver-white armor rose again and threw himself into the city filled with a faint mist.
After several consecutive times, Gardner. Martin had already distanced himself from Franka and the others, and continued to run wildly towards the ruined buildings on the edge of the city.
Lumian didn't chase after him, and ran to the edge of the previous morning light, checking Anthony. Red's situation.
The "psychiatrist" was covered in bloody wounds, and the most serious part was on the left side of his back, and his beating heart was faintly visible.
Anthony was lying on his side, curled up, and his face was covered in blood. Red smiled with difficulty when he saw Lumian.
There is no fear of death in that smile, only relief, ease and satisfaction.
The fruit of revenge is so delicious.
See Anthony. Red's lips moved, as if he wanted to ask for something, and Lumian sneered:
"Do you want to say your last words? Do you want us to send your relics to your hometown on the west coast of the sea?"
As he said, he took out a silver ear clip and put it on the earlobe of his left ear.
Then, Lumian squatted down, stretched out his left hand, and pressed down on the huge wound on Anthony's back.
His palm slid up, and the hideous wound actually moved and turned to his shoulder.
In the blink of an eye, the most fatal wound on Anthony's body was gone, it was intact, but his shoulder, which had only many small scars, became very deep, the bones were exposed, and blood flowed.
This is the ability of "lies" to transfer damage, only one wound at a time.
Anthony was stunned for a moment, feeling as if life had returned to his body.
Although the pain was still there and his body was still weakening, at least he no longer had the dying feeling just now.
Immediately afterwards, he saw Jane walking up to him and pushing herself from lying on her side to lying on her back.
With a pop, Jane Na inserted the obsidian broken arrow in her hand into Anthony's chest.
This "Bloodthirsty Arrow" immediately drew the blood there, and Anthony's pupils were dyed a little red, only to feel that the invisible flames burning quietly high in the sky were a bit dazzling, and the smell of blood that filled the surroundings was very tempting.
At the same time, the smaller wounds on his body healed quickly, and the more serious ones also improved significantly, and in a few minutes, they should be able to initially converge and no longer affect their actions.
Anthony, who was just dying. Red stood up, a little dazed and a little incredulous as he checked his physical condition.
This is almost good? Is this okay? As a "spectator", he has obvious emotional ups and downs.
"This combination is good." Seeing this, Franka praised, "As long as you don't die on the spot and don't get out of control and become a monster, you still have a chance to save it, and at most you will become weak."
The "damage transfer" of "Lies" combined with the powerful self-healing ability given by "Bloodthirsty Arrow" has such an effect.
Franka then looked at Lumian:
"I thought you were going to intercept Gardner. Martin."
At that time, no one else could keep up with Gardner. Martin's escape speed can only be caught up by Lumian, who can use "Spirit World Shuttle", to effectively block it.
"Do you think I don't want to?" Lumian mocked.
It's incompetent!
If it weren't for the first time today that he was "teleported" by Vazan. Sanson's influence of "Man in the Ring" has returned to the starting point, which is equivalent to not consuming spirituality, he can't even maintain a stable state, and he can't even use "lies" to "transfer damage", so he has to leave it to Franka or Jane to do it, how can he still have this ability to catch up with Gardner. Martin?
Franka instantly understood what Lumian meant—he had fought with others before and after entering this place, and his spirituality was almost dry.
"Okay." Franka set his sights on the two statues of the "Primordial Witch", one black and one white, which were lying quietly on the ground, not destroyed by the "Storm of Light", and frowned and said, "Where can I throw these two things?"
Bringing changes again and again, it is simply pitting its father!
"Bring it." Lumian thought for a moment and said with a smile, "If it weren't for them this time, how could it be so easy to kill General Philip? After that, maybe you have to rely on them to leave, well, you can't put it on one person, you take one, Jana takes one."
Franka weighed it for a few seconds and said:
"I'll still take the white one."
I am a member of the witch sect anyway, so of course I have to take the orthodox "primordial witch" idol.
After seeing Jane Na pick up the pitch-black statue of the "Primordial Witch", Franka said to herself suspiciously:
"How can there be such a statue?
"According to the 'Purifier's dossier and the intelligence of other secret organizations, the members of the Witch Sect are all white bone statues, and there is no such dark mess."
While speaking, Franka kept observing the statue of the "Primordial Witch" carved into scorched bones and comparing it with the one in her hand.
Soon, she noticed some differences in details:
In addition to the color being white and the other being black, the eyes at the top of the "Primordial Witch's" snake-like hair are also facing differently: if one looks to the left, the other must turn to the right.
"Mirror image, mirror...... Is this the 'primordial witch' in the mirror?" Franka combined the abilities and characteristics of the "witch" path, as well as her own experience in that special mirror world, and made a certain guess, "This should not be possible normally, and it is not easy for the 'Iron Blood Cross' to find such a statue......"
She now understood why she and others would have a relationship with Gardner. Martin and General Philip met.
This is a manifestation of the "Law of Extraordinary Characteristics Aggregation", except for Anthony, an innocent "psychiatrist" brought in by his companions, the others present are either "hunters" or "witches".
Moreover, Franka and the others entered here in the same way as General Philip, and they were bound to appear on the edge of this wilderness sprinkled with mirror fragments.
The "Primordial Witch" in the mirror...... Lumian thought this description sounded very evil.
He wasted no time and said to Franka and the others:
"You search General Philip's body, help me guard the surroundings, and I will arrange a ritual to restore spirituality."
"Is there a ritual that can restore spirituality?" Jian Na was very surprised.
Her gaze naturally swept over General Philip's body and found that it was divided into five or six pieces, each of which was bloody and fleshy.
At this time, the extraordinary characteristics had not yet been precipitated, and the gifts from the evil gods could not be attributed to the mother body, and were slowly settling back into the corpse.
Lumian then walked into the dark area with gray-white stone pillars, found shelter, and quickly set up the altar, Franca guessed who he was praying to, and followed him to guard against accidents.
Jian Na thought for a few seconds, came to the altar, took out the lucky gold coin, and said to Lumian:
"This is a lucky gold coin given to me by that little boy, I don't know if giving it to someone else will work, but I won't lose anything if I try it."
She left the task of searching for the body to Anthony, who was recovering quickly. Rhet.
Franka watched silently for a second and said:
"Yes."
Lumian was not polite, after all, the little boy Will had a close relationship with the "Tarot Club", and even if the lucky gold coins he gave could not be borrowed, they would not have a negative impact.
After placing the Rune Gold Pound on the altar, Lumian created a "spiritual wall", lit all the candles, and took two steps back.
Instead of directly performing the ceremony of praying for gifts, he tried to recite the honorific name of Mr. "The Fool":
"The fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious lord above the gray mist, the yellow and black king who is in charge of good luck......"
With the echo of the Hermis language, the lucky gold coin on the altar lit up a little, and inside the "Spiritual Wall", a faint gray mist filled the air and seeped out, enveloping the edge of the wilderness.
The fog in the magnificent city in the distance also seemed to thicken and thicken.
It didn't take long for Lumian to begin to pray for the gift when a crazy and terrifying roar came from the chaotic weather and the faint wandering of giant figures.
Even through the faint gray mist, the heads of the four of them were dizzy, the speed of blood flow in their bodies increased significantly, and their hearts were pounding non-stop.
"It's really useful, it's really lucky......" Lumian looked at the golden coins on the altar and sighed sincerely.
If it weren't for the ceremony, under the protection of Mr. "Fool's" gray mist, the roar just now would have been enough to cause serious injury to him, who was about to dry up his spirit, and might even get out of control, and Anthony, who had not yet fully healed. Red also has corresponding dangers.
Shout...... Lumian exhaled, and under the gaze of Franka and Janna, he chanted in a deep voice:
"The power of fate!
"You are the past, the present, and the future;
"You are the cause, the result, and the ...... of the process."
(End of this chapter)